Edinburgh Spring

Spring comes to Edinburgh much earlier than here.  I walked with Iona from her flat, through the park to an excellent cafe and a very pleasant cup of tea.  She is in a good place; calm, excited and full of anticipation for the future.

On our way I was reminded that spring comes early in Edinburgh.  One corner of the park was carpeted in crocuses with nearby daffodils just about to burst.  We are nowhere near that here.  When things eventually decide to come here they will bring the same joy.

I had hoped to pick up my big camera which has been under repair for a couple of months.  Almost there.  I have missed it.